The black sedan stopped outside Qingshui Bay Apartment, with Gu Qian sitting in the passenger seat. She could clearly sense the man beside her was preoccupied with heavy thoughts. Turning her head to look at him, she said, "Shen Changqing, I've arrived."
Shen Changqing snapped out of his reverie. He unbuckled his seat belt, leaned over to embrace her, and murmured in a low voice, "Qianqian, could you not go back tonight, please?"
Embarrassed to face him, Gu Qian hurriedly pushed the door open to get out of the car. The cold wind poured into her collar, making her shiver, but the heat on her face refused to subside. She quickly walked into the residential area and only came out after Shen Changqing had driven away.
Just as she reached the curb, a low-key yet luxurious black Rolls-Royce stopped in front of her. The rear car window slowly rolled down. She leaned over and saw Mo Beichen, with an unfathomable expression, sitting in the back seat. Her mind exploded into blankness.
